Bentley's Miscellany, Volume 17Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith Richard Bentley, 1845 - English literature |
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... told what is past , better than you can predict what is to come . Ho ! sirs , what say you to this slur upon the fair fame of your daughters and sisters - will none of them venture ? " A murmur was arising from the crowd , when the ...
... told what is past , better than you can predict what is to come . Ho ! sirs , what say you to this slur upon the fair fame of your daughters and sisters - will none of them venture ? " A murmur was arising from the crowd , when the ...
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... told what is past , better than you can predict what is to come . Ho ! sirs , what say you to this slur upon the fair fame of your daughters and sisters - will none of them venture ? " A murmur was arising from the crowd , when the ...
... told what is past , better than you can predict what is to come . Ho ! sirs , what say you to this slur upon the fair fame of your daughters and sisters - will none of them venture ? " A murmur was arising from the crowd , when the ...
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... told you so . face and those dark eyes , be sure you have much yet in store to live for . Or if you must die , don't make any one your murderer . The Seine is wide and deep enough for all ; and , besides , will cost you nothing . " He ...
... told you so . face and those dark eyes , be sure you have much yet in store to live for . Or if you must die , don't make any one your murderer . The Seine is wide and deep enough for all ; and , besides , will cost you nothing . " He ...
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... told you , and therefore friends . The quays are dark at night , but the river is darker still . You made a good choice of two evils in keeping out of it . " They walked on , barely lighted through the obscurity , until they came to the ...
... told you , and therefore friends . The quays are dark at night , but the river is darker still . You made a good choice of two evils in keeping out of it . " They walked on , barely lighted through the obscurity , until they came to the ...
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... told you it was an odd dwelling . Now mind how you place your foot on the timber . So : gallantly done . ” He assisted her from the boat , which was rocking on the dark stream of the river as it rushed through the arches , on to a few ...
... told you it was an odd dwelling . Now mind how you place your foot on the timber . So : gallantly done . ” He assisted her from the boat , which was rocking on the dark stream of the river as it rushed through the arches , on to a few ...
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Page 32 - Islington there was a man, Of whom the world might say, That still a godly race he ran, Whene'er he went to pray. A kind and gentle heart he had, To comfort friends and foes; The naked every day he clad, When he put on his clothes. And in that town a dog was found, As many dogs there be, Both mongrel, puppy, whelp, and hound, And curs of low degree.
Page 610 - And some have wept and woo'd, and plighted troth, And chose their priest, ere we can cast off sloth : Many a green-gown has been given, Many a kiss, both odd and even: Many a glance, too, has been sent From out the eye, love's firmament: Many a jest told of the keys...
Page 610 - So when or you or I are made A fable, song, or fleeting shade, All love, all liking, all delight Lies drowned with us in endless night. Then while time serves, and we are but decaying, Come, my Corinna, come, let's go a-Maying.
Page 610 - And sin no more, as we have done by staying : But, my Corinna, come, let's go a-maying. " There's not a budding boy or girl this day, But is got up, and gone to bring in may.
Page 382 - It is only the public situation which this gentleman holds which entitles me or induces me to say so much about him. He is a fly in amber, nobody cares about the fly : the only question is, How the Devil did it get there?
Page 608 - May with floures newe, (For with the rose colour strof hire hewe; I n'ot which was the finer of hem two) Er it was day, as she was wont to do, She was arisen, and all redy dight. For May wol have no slogardie a-night. The seson priketh every gentil herte, And maketh him out of his slepe to sterte, And sayth, arise, and do thin observance.
Page 378 - ... life. It is not only the descending morsel and the enveloping sauce — but the rank, wealth, wit and beauty, which surround the meats — the learned management of light and heat — the silent and rapid services of the attendants — the smiling and sedulous host, proffering gusts and relishes — the exotic bottles — the embossed plate — the pleasant remarks — the handsome dresses — the cunning artifices in fruit and farina ! The hour of dinner, in short, includes everything of sensual...
Page 378 - From the beginning of the century to the death of Lord Liverpool was an awful period for those who had the misfortune to entertain liberal opinions, and who were too honest to sell them for the ermine of the judge or the lawn of the prelate ; a long and hopeless career in your profession,— the chuckling grin of noodles,— the sarcastic leer of the genuine political rogue...
Page 388 - Man is become a bird ; he can fly longer and quicker than a Solan goose. The mamma rushes sixty miles in two hours to the aching finger of her conjugating and declining grammar boy. The early Scotchman scratches himself in the morning mists of the north, and has his porridge in Piccadilly before the setting sun.
Page 610 - As if here were those cooler shades of love. Can such delights be in the street " And open fields and we not see't ? Come, we'll abroad; and let's obey The proclamation made for May : And sin no more, as we have done, by staying; But, my Corinna, come, let's go a-Maying.